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Chapter 100 Eat when you are in a bad mood

 It was already late at night when Charles returned to Wagadu. The main reason was that he had no guidance when he came back and almost got lost.

After careful consideration on the way, he decided to let Ruby wander around first and talk to Dumbledore before talking.

There are many people outside the school at this time, and they are observing the stars in the sky with their own astronomical telescopes. It is not far from the equator, and the starry sky in the south is different from what you see in magic schools in the northern hemisphere.

However, Charles is not interested in watching stars, so he can try starry sky photography.

He landed in the distant mountain forest and used the time converter to return to the time when he first set out. If you pay attention, you can still see his leaving figure.

But there was no road nearby, and there seemed to be a snake passing by, so Charles simply rode his broomstick back. In the eyes of others, he had only been away for less than ten minutes.

When Charles landed, he suddenly found someone not far away looking at him steadily.

"Miss Delacour?" Charles was stunned for a moment and found that something was wrong with Fleur's expression. "What's wrong with you?"

Furong came back to her senses, shook her head and replied: "It's okay, I admitted the wrong person."

Charles just felt a little strange, but didn't think about it deeply. After all, his understanding of her before seventh grade was limited.

"Gululu..."

Charles's stomach growled, and he felt a little embarrassed when facing Fleur's confused eyes.

He hasn't eaten anything weird recently. At dinner, he only ate half full in order not to scare Xiao Fang. Just now... or as he said when he was making braised pork a while ago, he couldn't take a bite, and the task of testing the taste was taken away.

Dean Huang snatched it away.

"Want to have some late-night snacks?" Charles said politely, "I'll treat you."

Then Furong agreed.

The two came to the street where they drank coffee in the afternoon. They didn't expect it to be very lively. The street was filled with all kinds of snacks, and vendors selling drinks were shuttled among the crowd.

If you observe carefully, you will find that the customers at this time are mainly Professor Wagadu and staff who are off work, and the colorful vests are quite dazzling for a while.

The two of them randomly found a shop with a lot of family members. This place mainly sells barbecue, and you can also buy some food from roadside stalls outside.

Charles first ordered a roast lamb platter, which included lamb, haggis and lamb faces, and then ordered a triangular piece of fried dough, a plate of fruit, and some nuts sold at a roadside stall.

Perhaps because the French love to eat snails, Charles just noticed that Fleur subconsciously swallowed her saliva when she saw the pile of boiled snails on someone else's plate, so he also ordered one.

At this time, someone came to sell mead. The alcohol content of this wine is in single digits, and Charles can drink it without any problem.

It seemed that this was the first time that Fleur ate snails like snails. After carefully eating two, she suddenly said: "I envy Valentina very much."

After devouring the roast lamb, Charles asked: "What do you envy her for?"

Furong said: "When we chatted in the afternoon, I could see that she was very happy, doing something she really liked, and that smile from the heart cannot be faked."

After she finished speaking, she took a sip of honey and seemed to feel depressed.

Charles said: "You can also find something to do that you like."

Fleur drank the remaining mead in the cup in one gulp and said while pouring the wine: "Someone always makes me unhappy!"

Charles asked doubtfully: "Is someone targeting you?"

"Everyone!" Fleur suddenly put the wine bottle heavily on the table angrily, "No matter what achievements I make, others only pay attention to my appearance, my achievements, and my efforts, which are not worth mentioning in their eyes.

."

"When I encounter difficulties, I want to talk to others, but they always think that I am showing off my pity to gain sympathy."

"Obviously, I have put in a lot of hard work to achieve the results, but in their eyes... forget it, let's not talk about it."

She drank another cup of mead and continued to talk about the injustice she had suffered. At the same time, she regarded the snails as those who spoke ill of her and viciously dug out the meat inside and ate it.

Charles listened carefully, thinking that Fleur was still a girl of fourteen or fifteen years old, at the age when her heart was sensitive. In addition, Veela had the ability to sense whether the other party had malicious intentions. It must be very difficult in that environment.

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And I am probably one of the few people of the same age that Furong knows who is not jealous or malicious towards her, so I have become the target of her complaints.

I'm afraid this also has the effect of alcohol. Although the mead has a low alcohol content, Fleur's face is a little red.

After Charles took a sip of mead, he said: "Then just ignore them. Many people will only have contact with each other during the few years they are in school. After graduation, they will be people from two different worlds and will never have contact with each other again.



"Of course, those who go too far will definitely be severely beaten."

"Is there anything you like to do?"

Furong thought about it seriously, sighed, and shook her head helplessly.

"I don't know, I really don't know." There was a trace of sadness on her beautiful face, "Grandma has asked me to prepare for the Veela trial since I was a child. I came here to take the opportunity to practice in the Moon Mountain. I don't

Know what you really like to do."

After she finished speaking, she drank another glass of mead in one gulp.

Charles was stunned. This was an unfolding that he had not expected. He sighed and said, "Oh, how come there are so many trials left by our predecessors in this world, but no one can move forward."

Fleur whispered: "There is no way, that is the secret realm that the Veela have been trying to unlock for hundreds of years. When I was three years old, I accidentally ran into it when I went to the Velebit Mountains. I am the longest walked so far.

Far away."

Charles looked at her in surprise, thinking that this girl actually had a starring role script.

At this moment, Fleur suddenly looked directly at Charles very seriously and asked: "Have you ever been to the Velebit Mountains twelve years ago?"

Charles counted on his fingers and replied dumbfounded: "I was just born twelve years ago and was thrown into the trash can not long after. How could I go there?"

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"Ah?!" Fleur was startled, covered her mouth with both hands, and apologized hastily.

Charles no longer cares about this matter.

Furong then whispered: "Actually, I had a dream in a secret realm, and I saw a person who looked very much like you. I never told anyone else about this."

Charles blinked. His first reaction was that he was his biological father in this life. Then he thought of a possibility, could it be the fragment of his missing soul?

His body suddenly trembled. Don't let his relationship with Fleur be like that between Voldemort and Harry, then it would be great fun.

However, he also thought that Madam Angelina and other Veela masters of souls would be able to tell if Fleur also had double-yolk eggs, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

Charles wanted to find out about this and asked curiously: "Can I go to that secret place to see it?"

Fleur's expression became weird and she said: "Only Veela and people with a good Veela bloodline can go in there. When a man goes in... he will turn into a woman."

Charles seems to understand why the old man ran away.

He shook his head and stopped worrying about the matter. We would talk about it later. He picked up a boiled snail and ate it. The white snail meat tasted a bit like oysters.

With this interruption, Furong was no longer as depressed as before, but she continued to complain while eating.

At the same time, she also ate and drank heartily, and Charles ordered a piece of grilled chicken and grilled skewers.

Near midnight, Charles had to help the girl, who was overfed and a little drunk, back to her residence.

A night without words.

The next morning, after everyone had breakfast, Dumbledore, Bablin and Kettleburn came to the students' residence together and began to discuss how to deal with the next free hunting.

At this time, there was a knock on the door. Dumbledore, who was the latest to arrive, had just come in and closed the door for half a minute before turning around and opening the door.

"So fat?!"

Even Dumbledore was shocked when he saw Ruby, the fat boy in Phoenix, and called him Fat Boy when they first met.

Charles was also shocked, why did this guy come here on his own?


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